Masha Toh Novels & Stories

“Miss … you’re my boss as well.” “I’m definitely not.” Masha chews her bottom lip, getting more uneasy the longer we stand there. “My job is to serve you.” “Well, I don’t want that. I can take care of myself.” “You don’t need me to help you choose an outfit for the day? Or wash your hair? Perhaps I can style it for you? Oh! I know! A back rub!” My mouth drops open, aghast. “Oh God, no.” “I see.” Masha flinches like I slapped her. “Um, then, I guess I’ll be going.”

But staying here? And without Dylan? Honestly, I didn't know if I was relieved at the prospect of not having to worry about my idiot brother or worried about what the future with a player alpha might hold. Rita was definitely going to have a field day--- “I’ll hire her as my maid.” For a second, the world seemed to stop spinning. Even my wolf seemed confused, rolling over the alpha’s words over and over. Trying to understand the meaning of them. “Maid?” I muttered, testing the word on my lips before I finally realized. Wait--- WHAT?!

I knew Axel didn't really care about me but he should have a little decency to at least not taunt me. Masha's eyes narrowed. " Let me guess. She's following Ashton like the lost little lovesick puppy she is," she pushes off Axel whose jaw clenched by her words and squeezed the cup in his hand. He threw it on the ground. "Poor little Winter just can't get it through her thick skull that Ashton will never see her in the way she wants," Masha snorts, eyes turning a dangerous color of hatred. "Who would want you?" she swirls the liquid in her cup, stepping closer. "Stupid broke bitch with no one."

there's no way that I'm going to buy this. " See, Ria...now-a-days your mom doesn't even consider my choice. ''I heard Masha complaining to Ria who's attention and determination was finishing her chockalott softie. Turning back, I looked at them. Ria lifted her face from softness and smiled at Masha, showing her mouth full of ice cream. Masha laughed at Ria and whipped her mouth with tissue. " Like mom, like daughter, both of you just know how to laugh at me, nothing else, " Masha said, offering her pinkie finger to Ria, who happily held Masha's pinkie finger and began to walk with her in tiny steps.

She waved her hand in a gesture to chase us out of the house, making us laugh. "This will be fun". Rhea squealed. "First time I'm having a girls day". She announced, skipping happily. I laughed at her reaction. We left the house for her car. She hit the road as soon as we got in. We sang along to Sweet but psycho by Ava Max, playing from the car stereo. "Where are we going?". I asked through the blasting music. "You know the salon owned by Damon right?". She asked, eyes focused on the road.

Just as the crowd began mocking Isabella, a soft, delicate voice cut through the noise, “I don’t believe it’s as they say. I’ve seen clips of Isabella playing the female general, and her acting was precise and vivid. If Vice President Knight made an exception for her, it’s completely understandable.” The noisy crowd was interrupted by this unexpected contradiction. Everyone turned to look at the girl who spoke. The girl’s name was Masha. She had only recently joined the training camp. Coming from an ordinary family and being introverted, she was usually among those bullied by the privileged trainees.

I’m about to respond when the mood of the song shifts from slow into a fast, pulsing beat. Every head turns toward the stairs. Masha descends like she owns the moment. Her aura blasting through the room before she even reaches the bottom. She’s wearing pink sparkling leggings that catch the light with every move, silver heels, and a pink fluffy fur jacket. Round pearl earrings sit pretty on each ear. A designed pink belt cinches her waist, its buckle detailed and bold. Her sunglasses are star-shaped. She stops in front of us. Poses. The music cuts. Silence swallows the room.

he said. "I need to hide her," I replied to her. "What do you mean? Why?" he asked consecutively. "Masha is not an ordinary wolf, she can annihilate the pack if I can't control her," I explained. "What? annihilate the pack?" Wilson said and he began laughing. Masha let a powerful growl that made the ground shake. Wilson's eyes widened and show his neck for submission. "Now you know what I can do, do you still question me?" a powerful voice came out from me, it was Masha, surfacing.

So, when I saw them seated together and both of them actually having a conversation, I accepted it as a breakthrough of some kind. "I don't want to be here," Masha said stiffly when Estina asked if she wanted to be in school instead of stuck in this building all day long. "I don't want to be here at all," she insisted like the spoiled brat Olga's family had turned her into.

Octavia Pov It was the next day, and we were around 4 in the morning. Asher and I are about to visit my old friend. Her name is Misha, and she is a witch. She is ancient and she no longer stays in sight. I don’t know how easy it will be to see her, but I will find her. Misha knows everything, and she sees everything and I know she knows I am coming, but she will not make me find her easily. That is just how she is.